Seriously when are the bad people going to lose? Why do people want this? Our lives are not good right now, but there are people who want this to continue. I just don’t get it. Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind. trump is the worst thing that has ever happened to us.
I do not want an ai shopping assistant I do not want ai search help i don’t want to see what my pictures would look like with ai slop I don’t want an ai DJ I don’t want ai anything please leave me the FUCK ALONE
The 25th Amendment exists for a reason.
The President of the United States is a deranged lunatic, and a national security threat to our country and the rest of the world.
I feel sick being alive in this moment.
We have been watching children in Gaza be blown to pieces for over two years. I just watched a video of a father in the West Bank falling to the ground when he heard his child was beat to death with hammers in Israeli prison. We are watching immigrant children in the U.S. hunted, detained, and caged. We are watching Lebanese, and Iranian children killed by Israel and then erased by the news cycle. Disabled Palestinians in the U.S. like Wael Tarabashi effectively sentenced to death because the state abducted his father. Children imprisoned, at Dilly protesting just to be free.
And it keeps going. Sudan. Congo. Haiti. Yemen. Children starved, bombed, disappeared, trafficked. Some of it livestreamed. Most of it buried.
What’s breaking my brain is not just the violence. It’s that we are seeing it.
We watched Alex Pretti take ten shots to the face. We watched Epstein run a child trafficking operation for years with full elite protection. That alone should have collapsed this entire system. It didn’t. The abduction of Nicolás Maduro barely lasted a couple of news cycles. Children being slaughtered doesn’t get a second glance.
They’re buying platforms to censor us. They’re throttling reach. They’re criminalizing speech. But even when people do know, even when it’s undeniable, even when it’s right in front of us, what happens?
Nothing.
The world keeps functioning like this is background noise. Like mass death is just content. Like awareness without consequence is supposed to be enough.
I don’t know how people are pretending this is normal. I don’t know how we’re supposed to metabolize this much horror and still be okay. I don’t know what it means to survive in a world that keeps proving, over and over, that children are disposable as long as power is protected.
It feels like we’re being trained to tolerate the intolerable. To treat mass death as content. To live inside a feed where the truth is constantly visible and constantly consequence-free.
What the hell is going on?
These children are screaming “Let us out”.
Liam Ramos, the five year old in the cute blue hat who was being “protected” by ICE…. Is inside this facility.
Some children have been locked up here for 8 months.
Don’t look away.
This is the SECOND TIME in a MONTH that a fucking *basketball game* has opened with a moment of silence for a Minnesotan who was just murdered by the federal government.
America is a dystopia.
ICE murdered Renée Good in broad daylight. Less than 3 weeks later, they killed Alex Pretti, shooting him 10 times. Every day, we watch as people are ripped from their cars, their homes, their lives.
We can't allow ourselves to look away from this cruelty. Abolish ICE.
I often think this bitch is the most evil of them all.
And I know, that’s a deep fucking bench. But watch her. Her face doesn’t change at all as she sits there and just fucking lies about a man’s murder.
BREAKING: A letter from Alex Pretti’s Final Nursing Student:
“I was Alex Pretti’s final nursing student. He was my friend and my nursing mentor. For the past four months, I stood shoulder to shoulder with him during my capstone preceptorship at the Minneapolis VA Hospital. There he trained me to care for the sickest of the sick as an ICU nurse. He taught me how to care for arterial and central lines, the intricacies of managing multiple IVs filled with lifesaving solutions, and how to watch over every heartbeat, every breath, and every flicker of life, ready to act the moment they wavered. Techniques intended to heal.
Alex carried patience, compassion and calm as a steady light within him. Even at the very end, that light was there. I recognized his familiar stillness and signature calm composure shining through during those unbearable final moments captured on camera.
It does not surprise me that his final words were, “Are you okay?” Caring for people was at the core of who he was. He was incapable of causing harm. He lived a life of healing, and he lived it well.
Alex believed strongly in the Second Amendment and in the rights rooted in our Constitution and its amendments. He spoke out for justice and peace whenever he could, not only out of obligation, but out of a belief that we are more connected than divided, and that communication would bring us together.
I want his family to know his legacy lives on. I am a better nurse because of the wisdom and skills he instilled in me. I carry his light with me into every room, letting it guide and steady my hands as I heal and care for those in need.
Please honor my friend by standing up for peace, preferably with a cup of black coffee in hand and a couple of pieces of candy in your pocket, just as he would. He would remind you that caring for others is hard work, and we must do whatever it takes to get through the long shifts. Step outside with your dog, breathe in the world, hike or bike as he loved to do, and let yourself find peace in the quiet moments within nature. Stand up for justice and speak with those whose views differ from your own. Hold your beliefs with strength, but always extend love outward, even in the face of adversity.
Take one step, no matter how small, to help heal our world. Through these acts, carry his light forward in his name. Let his legacy continue to heal.”